The prince's wife is even more cruel, and the weak prince is afraid of his wife.

He is Jiang Yubai's grandfather, so he should not be short of money.

Yes, looking at this magnificent Ming Palace, it is not as dilapidated as the rumors outside say.

Seeing that Qianqian's bowl of soup was empty, Jiang Yubai took the initiative to refill her bowl. He found that Qianqian seemed to only like to drink the soup and had hardly touched the meat inside.

Could it be that you don’t like eating meat, but why do you have such a special liking for braised chicken legs?

Although he was puzzled, Jiang Yubai still asked the chef to add an extra portion of braised chicken legs.

Yang Weizhou was sitting nearby and was caught off guard when he ate a mouthful of wolf meat. He wanted to escape from here, but it smelled so good that he picked up another piece of meat with his chopsticks.

He chewed until his cheeks were puffy, then he glared at Jiang Yubai, as if to express his dissatisfaction.

Jiang Yubai felt puzzled. What was Yang Weizhou doing crazy again?

Gu Qianyue's gaze wandered over the two of them for a while, as if she knew some incredible secret. She quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her head to drink the soup.

No wonder Jiang Yubai agreed so readily, it turns out he has a lover.

But if two men want to gain a foothold in this world, can they withstand the secular gaze?

After all, not many people in modern times can accept it, especially the parents' generation, who have always been trapped by a shackle, urging them to have children and continue the family line.

Their ending won’t be the same as Erniu’s.

It’s so sad to think about it. Of course, Jiang Yubai had no idea what Gu Qianyue was imagining. He just felt a chill down his spine.

He thought someone was plotting against him. This also led to his later struggles in pursuing his wife.

"What? Who is spreading it?" Gu Yunshen asked.

"The news that the Third Miss went to please the Queen suddenly spread in Shangjing City, but the source could not be found." A Yuan bowed and said respectfully.

"The source cannot be found again." Gu Yunshen repeated in a gloomy voice.

Yuan couldn't sense his emotions and could only lower his head and remain silent.

The young master obviously cares about the third young lady, so why does he always push her away?

"How is the situation in the Eastern Palace?" Gu Yunshen suddenly asked. He had sent many people in before, but they all failed. Now he could only watch from the outside.

Ever since the crown prince gained a reputation for being cruel and murderous, he has been living a secluded life. Except for attending court, he basically stays in the East Palace.

His Majesty also became wary and dissatisfied. He always felt that the prince would take away everything from him at any time, and he began to be on guard against the prince in many things.

As for the concubine, the Queen Mother arranged for her to attend the poetry meeting on the White Dew Festival on behalf of the Crown Prince.

Poetry gathering? Isn't this the post that Gu Qian sent to Yue'er last night? What does Gu Meng want to do? Is she trying to force us to take the side of the prince?

Yue'er is an uncontrollable bomb. If you provoke her, she will explode at any time, but it is unknown how large the range is and how many people will be hurt.

"Sir, do you want to stop the Third Miss from attending the poetry meeting?" A Yuan asked. After all, the Third Miss also accepted the invitation from the Fourth Miss.

Gu Yunshen narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing an elusive emotion in his eyes. The breeze gently blew through his hair, as if telling the story of the years.

But how could a child in his early twenties have the effect of an old man? Yuan really couldn't understand it. Every time he encountered matters related to the Third Miss, he would always think about it for a long time.

After a while, Gu Yunshen waved his hand and said, "Yue'er is not an obedient person. Send more people to protect her on the day of the poetry gathering."

When the little ghost woke up, he heard that Gu Qianyue had come, so he endured the pain in his body and ran over to thank her.

After this incident, the wounds on his body that had just been bandaged began to bleed again. The little ghost knelt down heavily and kowtowed three times.

"Thank you for saving my life."

Without waiting for Gu Qianyue to speak, Yang Weizhou started yelling, "Little ghost, I finally saved you, but you actually opened the wound again."

"Thank you." It was the first time that the little ghost had someone care about his wound and he was a little overwhelmed. He could only keep thanking them.

"Get up, what are your plans next?" Gu Qianyue had just eaten and was in a good mood.

Apart from the rumors Xiao Lan told me, there was actually someone saying that I bought the lily pastry to please the queen. I don’t know which wicked guy would slander me like this.

This matter must be related to Gu Meng. Among all the people I know, she is the only one who likes to use a woman's reputation as a threat.

She was the only one who loved to ruin a woman's reputation. Just think about how the daughter of a certain civil servant had stolen her limelight and ended up with an unclean end for no apparent reason.

It turns out that if the stick doesn't hit you, you will never feel the pain.

"I...I..." The little ghost stammered and couldn't explain clearly.

Liu Yue couldn't bear it any longer and asked, "Are you thinking about the master too?"

After all, there are countless people who want to follow the master, so it is not surprising that Liu Yue has this idea.

But the kid immediately retorted, “No.”

"I want to join the army, but my background is..." When he said this, his voice gradually became softer until no one could hear what he was saying.

Are there restrictions on joining the army here? Gu Qianyue asked Xiao Lan.

Seeing Gu Qianyue's puzzled look, Jiang Yubai put down the teacup in his hand and explained without waiting for Xiaolan to answer: "In our dynasty, men who want to join the army must be six feet five inches tall, be from a good family, be loyal and reliable, and be of the age of aspiring to study."

"Well, doesn't the kid fit the bill? He's six feet five inches tall, loyal and reliable, and at the age of aspiring to study. Can you help introduce him to someone?" I suggested to Jiang Yubai, winking at him.

Hasn't his family been in the army since King Ming? This little matter should be easy to resolve.

"I can recommend this guy, but his background doesn't seem clean, and they don't dare to accept him. Besides, I haven't accepted my father's army yet."

Jiang Yubai shrugged, indicating that his abilities were limited at the moment.

The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. If I recommend someone, I don’t know how those old guys will torture him.

What’s more, he is someone we are not very familiar with, so we cannot let him take risks and increase the mortality rate.

After hearing this, the little boy lowered his head. He didn't expect that his background was so troublesome. Doesn't that mean he has no chance?

If I have to live my whole life in a daze like this, I might as well stay in the Valley of Evil Ghosts and be a rotten ghost.

As he was thinking, the little ghost fell to the ground, staring blankly with lifeless eyes.

"Why does this kid always want to go to the battlefield? Does he want to die?" Yang Weizhou asked puzzledly.

"I'm not looking for death. I just want to protect those unarmed civilians, just like a benefactor." The little ghost retorted.

"Huh? Save someone? The person he's talking about is me?" Gu Qianyue looked at Liu Yue and Durian with confusion. When did this happen?

I do not know how?